Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- There's no one else. - That's not true.

Miss Summers, the Watchers' Council does not keep track of our lapsed employees.

But believe me when I tell you, this will go much easier

Spike's been seeing things since I found him in the basement.

It was like a sharp pain, then a burning, then a general queasiness.

We've got casualty confirmations coming in from as far away as Melbourne.

this is the part where I'm not bluffing.

You think this is a game, junior? People are dying.

What the hell happened?

It's you against nature. You're the hunter. You're primal.

I'll tell you what you need to know!

It's not love. We both know that.

We are still captains of our souls.

Had to tie him up again but mainly to keep him from scratching at his bandages.

Tool talk - not my thing.

but then he made me want to, so I thought "OK."

- Don't kill me! - I'm not gonna kill you.

To be honest, I'm getting a little tired of subtle.

Can I talk to you outside for a second?

I don't remember... what I did.

It didn't hurt too much? I'm not very good at stabbing.

Right. What's the status with your guy?

Have you ever really asked yourself why you can't do it? Off me?

so that they'll still cry when you...

I don't know guns. How do we make it stop?

You told me that, of course.

that makes 'em drastically change at a moment's notice.